For the past four Days of 47 parades, my fam and I have snuck onto the bleachers set up by KSL. These bleachers are reserved for ticket holders, but we have never had a problem getting our seats. This year we had a wee bit of resistance from the volunteers patrolling the bleachers… we had to wait until 9:10 before we could snatch our seats. So there we stood with many others… ready to pounce on our seats the instant the signal was given. The signal was given and Collin, Mike and I jumped up the backside of the bleachers and sat as far apart as we could without looking ridiculous to stake our claim. Britton and my mom walked around front and made their way up and through the crowd to our saved seats. Success! It wasn’t too long until I noticed a couple of FBI looking men handing water to a man on the front row. I leaned over to Collin and said “Look! That guy’s getting cold bottled water brought out to him by the FBI, he must be really important.”
About thirty minutes later Mike poked me, “Hey, see that silver-haired guy on the front row? The back of his head looks like it could be the back head of President Uchtdorf.” (Remember him? From this post?)
“Really? I don’t know that I’d recognize the back of his head…”
“I think it might be, the lady to his right looks like she could be his wife, and the guy on his left with the black vest would be security.”
“He did have the FBI bringing him cold bottled water… hmmmm…”
“Take a picture of him, just in case.”
“Okay!” Snap. “Wow, I feel like the paparazzi.”
“President Uchtdorf watches the Days of 47 Parade, just like us!” Collin piped in.
Mike said, “Oh! I just saw his profile, it still looks like him!” Ten minutes pass in the scorching heat of the July sun.
“He’s leaving!” Mike informed me. The silver-haired man stood up and turned around. “It’s him! It’s him! Take another picture!!!”
So I did. And I totally felt like a creeper. BUT, I did sit near President Uchtdorf at the Day’s of 47 Parade.